Kabul-Baghdad Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Kabul-Baghdad



In Kabul
A river was filled with burned trucks
And some cars, few tanks

In Kabul
Buildings were broken, bullet riddled
Walls were half, if remained

I was there
It was pain
It was sad

I'm afraid
Of politics same may come to Baghdad
I hope not

In Kabul
A mirage of bullets, ideas worlds apart
Post-Soviets

In Baghdad
Abandoned like Kabul same game-play

One brought Taliban
Who may know that

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Monday, June 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: politics
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